Chapter Ten: Lost In Paradise
This is going to be a sorta song based chapter. I don't own this song, nor the characters. The only think I own is Mya Rose. Also I remember that there are harps in Rivendell, while I'd rather have her with a piano, I'll have her play the harp while she sings. It will have the same set up as one from our universe. Yeah! P.S. I'm making Lindir a real A$$, so Papa can beat the crap out of him for hurting Mya's feelings.
Mya woke after Thorin had left her side. On his pillow was a small flower and a note.
'Mya,
I'd sorry to leave you before you wake but,
you looked to peaceful to wake. I'm going
out to train with my men for the day. We'll
be done come this evening.
Affectionately,
~Thorin O~'
His note made her smile as well as giggle softly. Humming she got up and found a dark blue dress had been laid out for her, along with a pair of black gloves. She quickly changed into it as well as the simple circlet that she found. It was easy to pull her hair half back, letting the rest of it rest flat against her back.
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Once dressed she made her way through the hall of Imlardis until she found herself before a large door. Being as snoopy as she was she pushed the door open and found what looked for be a music room. There were flutes, lutes, harps, and panpipes everywhere in the room. Silently she slipped into the room closing the door behind her.
There was a harp that was just the right size for her next to the window overlooking the wood just below the window. She pulled the gloves from her hand and put them on the floor next to the stool she drug over to the harp. It took a few moments before she was situated with the harp in her lap.
The first cords she struck were dark but she was glad that they were correct.
"I've been believing in something so distant
As if I was human
And I've been denying this feeling of hopelessness
In me, in me."
She closed her eyes and let the music wash over her, as she heard the rest of the song in her head.
"All the promises I made
Just to let you down
You believed in me, but I'm broken"
A small shutter racked her frame as she heard the words ring true with herself. Though her thoughts were brought back to the past when she first met Drake. Drake North. Her whole family had loved him. She thought he loved her but he destroyed her life. It was his fault her family had died when she was eighteen years old.
"I have nothing left
And all I feel is this cruel wanting
We've been falling for all this time
And now I'm lost in paradise"
The door opened and Mya heard another person enter the room but paid them no mind, eyes closed as she focused in her music.
"As much as I'd like the past not to exist
It still does
And as much as I'd like to feel like I belong here
I'm just as scared as you"
For some reason the last words reminded her of her when she joined up in this quest. She was terrified, but it was getting better.
"I have nothing left
And all I feel is this cruel wanting
We've been falling for all this time
And now I'm lost in paradise
Oo-oo-oo-Oh!"
She vocals she loved to sing, she resonated throughout the room, ringing darking then fading.
Run away, run away
One day we won't feel this pain anymore
Take it all away
Shadows of you
Cause they won't let me go
Until I have nothing left
And all I feel is this cruel wanting
We've been falling for all this time
And now I'm lost in paradise
Alone, and lost in paradise…"
She heard clapping but it literally sounded sarcastic. "Well done. But who told you you were allowed to be in here?" 'Lindir…'
"No one… forgive me Lindir. I shouldn't asked before entering the room." She could feel his ego swell at her words, "Leave dwarf. You've don't nothing but taint our air since you came here."
"Excuse me?" she stood up after pulling on her gloves and stomping up to him, while she was shorter than him she still looked scary when mad. "You heard me. I've seen how familiar you are with the dwarves. My Lord Elrond might turn a blind eye to it, I it is clear you are their harlot…nothing more." Just as he finished the last word Mya hand her right glove off and hand flaying across his face faster than her could blink.
"Hold your tongue! You vile man! You know nothing of m-!" before she knew it the back of his hand collided with her cheek sending her back to the floor. Eye wide she cradled her cheek, tears coming to her eyes. Not a moment later she ran to the small balcony and leapt of it, and once she hit the ground she took off running, skirts held up in her hands she was off into the woods.
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Lindir smirked shaking his head. "Foolish girl." When he turned around he was whacked hard with a hammer to the gut making him double over before he was punched in the face hard. "You've no right `to talk `bout my little girl like that!" raged an angry Bofur how wacked the elf again before going off after Mya.
Lindir lay on the floor completely winded, knowing it was then in a lot of trouble should his lord hear of this. Just as he was pushing himself up he heard someone clearing their throat. He looked up and closed his eyes. "Well Lindir. Seems you've got some explaining to do. As well as apologies to make."
With that Elrond spun around and seemingly stormed from the room. Lindir for lack of a better term was screwed over.
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Mya ran, she didn't stop until she found herself tripping over a number of roots into a small clearing. Never had she been so offended in her life! Lindir's words hurt more than any knife. She knew that they were untrue words, but they still hurt her all the same.
The clearing was small, but very beautiful. There were hundreds of tall flowers, coming up to her waist, in pink, white, and sky blue blooms. Each seemingly holding its own glow. It was the perfect place, but a place she would cry, not truly enjoy. Crying silently she waded her way out into the middle of the field before letting herself fall onto her back, hiding her in the flowers.
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Bofur was just a minute behind her. He ran out to the meadow looking around semi frantically. "Mya? Where are you lass?" he called out softly. He saw a dark shape rise up a bit over the flower and waded over to it. There on the ground was Mya, tears trailing down her cheeks. "Hey Papa…" Bofur sighed and sat next to her pulling her up into his lap, as if she was a child. And she cried, silent sobbed.
"Come on now lass, you know what he says isn't true. Why let it hurt you so?" he asked softly wiping the tears from her cheek. "Because… I've always been sensitive to those comments. No woman likes to be called something she isn't, I could've handled it if it was just that, but it was the hit that did the trick…" she touched the red spot on her cheek gingerly.
"I saw that, gave him a good whack for you love." Mya laughed softly and snuggled into his hold, to which he smiled. Mya remembered when she did that with her father, it seemed like a lifetime ago. "I thought that you would've been with Thorin training."
"I was, but I slipped away. We all heard you singing Little Miss Mya." She blushed and stole his hat pulling it over her head covering her eyes. "I hope I didn't offend with my voice." She giggled and pulled Bofur up to stand before her. "Thank you papa. I think I'm well enough now though… but I don't really want to go back… can we just walk about?" Bofur smiled and kissed her brow, "Oh course Darlin', lead the way."
A.N. that was short… I feel sad... but at least you know I'm still alive and I'm still trying to work!